So, bad news. Turns out I have a job. And I am supposed to go there tomorrow. What?!? How did I forget about that? Okay, I didn't really forget, but I have been avoiding thinking about it for a couple of days now. 16 days is just long enough for me to get used to being at home. Playing with the kids, cooking (stop laughing...I cook now), spending the day (who am I kidding, the week) in my sweats, running errands when it is light out, taking naps, sleeping in...the list goes on and on. My non working life is so relaxing and so easy. I do what I want, when I want.
Now don't get me wrong. I do love my job. Most days. It is just the idea of getting up early tomorrow. And being away from my kids all day. And coming home to a house that is not nearly as clean as I left it. And then cooking dinner. And cleaning up the house. And with work comes all of the after school classes and trainings and late nights. So while I know that I will have fun at work tomorrow, seeing my friends and hearing about all of the fun the kids have over break, tonight I just don't want to think about it. The kids are in bed, I am stuffed from the huge dinner we ate and the house is just the way I like it so tonight, I'm gonna live it up. I will watch some trashy t.v., take a bath and probably drift off to sleep way too late because no matter what, tomorrow is going to hit me like a ton of bricks. So good bye vacation. Thanks for the good times. I look forward to Spring Break and more importantly, summer. Sure, tomorrow morning will be hard. Most likely all 3 of us will cry. But don't worry about me. By Tuesday we will be back in the swing of things. But tonight? I'm just not feeling it.
****I'm way too into my pity party to post pictures tonight. Sorry.
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